An Alien from My Mother’s Womb

I live in a world unlike the norm
Running alongside the usual
The wild and crazy having fun
I’m subdued watching on

I wonder what folks think
Behind bright eyes
Am I the crazy one?
An alien from my mother’s womb

I find it thrilling to run with the horde
Though my course is contrary to the crowd
Like an alien from my mother’s womb
I hide away from the custom

Like a UFO hovering to observe
I wish to know the ways of the herd
Like the mind of the Martian
I wish to grasp the why of the wild and crazy

While the norm hide away from the crazy one
The crazy one seeks out the norm